I heard the bell of hope today, was it real?

I couldn't say, it doesn't matter anyway it was beautiful

I felt lost and blown away, no return from this place

There upon the table lay my two shoes



Now I'm looking at you, looking at me

Looking at things yesterday I could not believe



I woke on a bed of thorn, I was lost and forlorn

There was no joy, it was not available

You just play your strings and things

For the virtue that it brings

I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful



Now I'm looking at you, looking at me

Looking at things that yesterday I couldn't believe



Like the bell of hope

The Bell Of Hope

I heard the bell of hope

I heard the bell of hope

I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful



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